They had to hunker down for the night, and it wasn’t even bedtime yet. Heck, it wasn’t even dark.
An unexpected squall left them scrambling – heavy winds, driving snow, the frigid cold. Not exactly for the faint of heart.
But the seasoned climbers had their tent up in no time and secured against the side of the majestic mountain. No problem waiting this one out.
Inside, sheltered from the harsh elements, the pair weighed their options. Keep going, keep climbing up into the unknown or pack up and go home.
They shared a smile; it was no choice at all.
The Weekday One Hundred 